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Published: December 31st 2005
Fires Burning
this may look like an ordinary bonfire to most of you, but this photo was taken at a religious book burning. We were not burning religious books but books that spoke against religion. The flame you see here is mostly Harry Potter books going up in flames. The year was 1605 and James I had just acsended to the thrown of England. While many believed that James would be more tolerant towards Catholics than his predecessor, Elizibeth, he was not. He continued burning churches, killing priests, and the like. Unbeknownst to James, in the shadows, the ale houses, and cellars, a secret resistance movement was mounting. By night, on November 5, 36 barrels of gun powder were rolled into the cellars of the Parliament buildings. The fuse was never lit. One man was caught, Guy Fawks...
At the beginning of Novemeber, the British government allows for the legal sale of fireworks at a few select locations throughout each town and city. Total chaos is then allowed to continue until Christmas. from Halloween until November 5th there is not a 1 minute period in which fireworks can not be seen outside every bedroom window in Britain. This by no means excludes daylight hours. Hooligans run around in mobs, explosions are set off on street corners, even the elderly can be seen, screeming, hooting and hollering at any given time. Then on, November 5th, massive bonfires are lit, and effigies of Guy Fawks are burned. Children are let loose
Heres Mitch!!!!
This is a scene from a recent broadway musical starring mitch as Andy, an exhuberant chimney sweep who finds love in all the wrong places. What sorts of high jinx will andy get into next? god only knows. to throw things in the fire. Fingers are lost every year. All this, from a failed attempt to blow up the parliament buildings 400 years ago. This country is ridiculous.
Financial worries, and social life have kept me tied down to Leeds over the past few weeks, though this by no means has led to a boring routine, or depression, or homesickness. My bedroom is colder than Canada, so I am constantly reminded of home. Bonfire Night (s), many house parties, night clubs, quiz nights, Leeds United Games, Mushroom
Hunting Expeditions, Day trips to harrogate, and many bottles of passionate red wine have kept me busy enough. I suppose I should also mention my day job. I am officially a full time English Teacher at a local un named Highschool, teaching 9 classes of English frm grades 7-11. British Children are Hooligans, and a good part of this can be blamed directly on Guy Fawks.
I have had no face peeing incidents since Ireland, and so have been reluctant to write, as I have felt my readers would be less than entertained. I am however going to see the All Blacks play Australia in Trinations Tournament final today
Gunpowder Plot
Mark, Jannae, Mel, and Mitch hold a secret meeting to plan Gun Powder Plot 2007. The details of which must remain secret until you see it on the world News November 7, 2007. (this could be a highlight of my life), tommorrow I am going to Sheffield to watch a fat, and coked up Theoren Fleury play Hockey, and I am off to the Czech Republic and Belgium soon enough. I assure you I will pee on face at least once durring these outings.
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rudager
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i grow less clever by the day
hey man life sounds sweet ass. climate change has rendered regina in an ongoing fall state, it does snow but then quickly melts in a day or two. don't get me wrong its still f'n cold. nothing that much to report i work everyday either at the spa, west 49 or last week barb and i were extras for a movie again. they paid us 20 bucks an hour to sit around and play poker. well now i just count the days until meed is ready at the bushwaker and i enevidably loose my jobs the following day. p.s. i think step one is getting them on the couch. adam